Disclaimer: yup… don't own J.K. Rowlings stuff….. wish I did though. Then I could marry tom felton.

Chapter 3 Number 12, Grimmauld Place, London

In a few days time Destiny was released from St.Mungo's, but not without quite a bit of arguing on her behalf. When she arrived at her home, disgruntled and tired, she was shocked at what she saw. Her entire place was trashed. This is unbelievable! I only moved in three weeks ago. Besides, this is a one bedroom apartment- who would want to rob this?

Even though she was asking herself these questions she already knew the answer. There are two possibilities with who could have done this. Either that Malfoy guy has found out where I live, or that order is doing some kind of retarded check on me. But why ransack my home? I'll have to pay attention at that meeting.

A few days later she was getting ready to go to the meeting. After she was dressed she drove to the Leaky Cauldron. Once there, she went to the fireplace, grabbed some floo powder and stated, "Number 12, Grimmauld Place, London," and was surrounded by green flames.

Sputtering and coughing, she looked around and saw that she had landed on the floor. She could hear the laughter around her. "Boys! Stop laughing! Can't you tell that she's not used to traveling that way. Honestly, you're being rude!" At that Destiny turned around and saw a short, red headed woman scolding two boys. The one on the left was tall and had the same color hair as herself, and the on the right stood about 4 inches taller than the other, and was red headed like the woman. Destiny assumed that he was her son.

"Oh, come on mum! You know you found it the least bit funny," said the red headed boy. He turned and looked at her and said, "By the way, my name is Ron."

"Mate, you're being rude. Allow me," said the black haired one as he made his way over to her and stuck out his hand to help her up. "Hi, I'm Harry"

"Nice to meet you; both of you. I'm Destiny." As she looked up she found that Harry was quite handsome. He had the deepest green eyes she had ever seen.

"Ah, I see you've met Harry, Ron, and Ron's mother, Mrs. Weasley," said Kingsley as he walked into the room. "Now, that you're done with these introductions, let's get to the meeting, shall we?" The followed him into what looked like a dining room where she saw several people already seated and looking at her expectantly.

"Okay, let's get down to it. This meeting was called because we may have found a new recruit. She hasn't decided yet. If she does say yes than that means we have a good and powerful source against you-know-who that he may or may not expect. Either way, she would be a formidable opponent against any Death Eater given that she is a mage. She has proven her skills already when she dueled against Draco Malfoy and managed to escape fairly unharmed. Malfoy has already killed several if our men and the ones who have managed to escape from him were at least injured very badly. With good training I expect she will also be helpful against you-know-who himself. We also can use her as bait because no doubt Malfoy will be coming after her. He sees her as a challenge. Now, any questions or comments?"

"I have one. How is it that you are a mage? I thought they died out a few years back. You can't be a full one because we would have heard of you sooner. Kingsley, you didn't tell me that you would be bringing a mage into my house. I don't care if she's not a full one. You said that you had found a new recruit. You know that mages help Voldemort in the last war. Her parents may have helped him and she may plan to follow in their footsteps. Just because she fought Malfoy doesn't prove anything. It could have been a set-up," asked Harry.

"Hang on a sec! You're right that I'm not full mage- I'm half. Another thing, I wouldn't know if my parents served Voldemort because they both died when I was a baby. You have some nerve saying that!" Destiny said, outraged and banged her fists on the table, not noticing the green flames growing around them. No one would insult her parents, even if she never knew them.

Kingsley jumped in, "Destiny, calm down! Look at yourself!" She glanced down and saw her fists. As she opened them the flames disappeared. She glanced around and noticed all the people staring at her.

Harry turned to face Kingsley, "You see? She can't even control her magic. I don't want her around!" he said as he pointed at Destiny

"What? You hardly know me! You're probably afraid of my magic"

Harry turned to her, "I know enough of your type"

"My type? What would that be? I have known one mage my entire life and that was the woman who helped teach me my powers. I doubt you could say that she was my type considering she was about eighty."

"Oh save all that crap. You probably have loads of mage friends who go around terrorizing muggles daily."

"Silencio!" said Destiny without moving. She had heard enough. "I don't know who you think you are but don't you dare start making accusations about me when you don't even know me. The only people I even went around with were my friends who were muggles, who were also killed in the attack that I fought that stupid Malfoy person. I refuse to sit here and be accused of things that I absolutely did not take part in. I'm leaving. Bye"

ACK! I need more reviews! Lots of thanks to LOTZAstuffINmyHead for being my only reviewer! LOVE you LOTS!